Love, Death, and Depression.(Starting but still open)

I took a sip

"come one let go sit don" said softly walking her to the couch

i sat down next to him

"kno i will sit here and listen to what evr you nat to cry about scream about or just talk about"

"I did that when i was at my shrink today..." i said softly

i nodded "okay injust thought it was polit for me to ask"

I nodded......"I'm sorry I made you come here.......I just didn't want to be alone...." i whispered

"no dont be sorry im glad i came here even if its just to sit here to keep you company i do not mind a bit" i smiled

"Kyle...why do you always come when I call or text you? i whispered

"because you ask me to i have no reason to and your one of my best friends"

"Is that really why?" i asked in a whisper

i swallowed and shook my head "no" i muttered

"Then whats the other reason you come?" i asked softly

i swallowed hard and pushed my self to say it "cause i like you"

i looked up at him. "What?" i asked. i hasent herd what he said

i took another deep breath "I like you"

"Define like...." i said softly

i thought "umm okay something or someone which you are attracted to and or love"

I stood up and looked at him........"Don't joke like that.....no guy could ever love someone as messed up as I am..." i said softly but sternly

i had a seriouse face and shook my head "im not jokeing you are not messed up you just need fixed and i want to help fix you"

I curled up into a ball in the chair next to the couch. I had nothing to say....for i did not have the ablity to talk..

i let out a breath and i sat back in the couch

"I dont see how you could be in love with me......" i whispered softly.

"how can you not your sweet nice and pretty"

"I'm too messed up to date anyone...for gods sake I see a facking shrink 3 times a week..."